High above the city

I sit in a swing

How the sky looks so pretty

It shows me many things

Things of what’s behind

And things of up ahead

The sky pays no mind

And relaxes mine instead

Back and forth I swing

The sky and I as one

Back and forth I swing

The sunset is nearly done

The cool air starts to sting

As the shadows begin to win

The sky has finished reflecting

All the pinks that made me grin

I’m left with one last swing

Before I leave and the night begins